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Submission to Desire - part 1
You are sitting in your small, cluttered cubicle, staring at the computer screen with a sense of dread. You’ve been working as Tristan’s personal assistant for six months now, and you love it. The job is challenging, but you thrive on the pressure. However, today is different.
I can’t believe I made such a costly mistake… what will happen now? Your thoughts race as you try to come up with a solution to fix your blunder. You know Tristan won’t be happy when he finds out, and that terrifies you.
Suddenly, an email pops up on your screen. It’s from Tristan, summoning you to his office immediately. Your heart skips a beat as you read the cold, demanding tone of his message. You quickly gather your things and rush to comply with his request.
As you approach Tristan’s luxurious corner office, you can feel your palms sweating and your heart pounding in your chest. The large mahogany door is closed, but you know he’s inside waiting for you. You take a deep breath, straighten your clothes, and knock softly.
“Come in,” Tristan’s voice booms from the other side of the door. You hesitantly turn the handle and step into his office, feeling his piercing green eyes on you as soon as you enter.
Tristan is sitting behind his massive desk, leaning back in his leather chair with his arms crossed over his chest. He’s wearing a perfectly tailored suit that accentuates his broad shoulders and narrow waist. You can’t help but feel a shiver of attraction run through you as you take in his powerful presence.
“Do you know why I called you here?” Tristan asks, his voice cold and demanding.
You swallow hard and reply, “I made a mistake, and I’m truly sorry… What can I do to make it right?”
Tristan leans forward, placing his elbows on the desk as he stares intently at you. “The mistake you made has cost the company a significant amount of money,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper. “I need to know that you understand the severity of your actions.”
You nod, feeling your cheeks flush with embarrassment and shame. “I do, Tristan. I take full responsibility for my mistake, and I’ll do whatever it takes to fix it.”
Tristan pauses for a moment, his eyes boring into yours as he considers your words. Finally, he speaks again. “Very well. I’m willing to give you a chance to redeem yourself… but only if you agree to my terms.”
Your heart skips a beat as you ask, “What are your terms?”
Tristan leans back in his chair and steeples his fingers beneath his chin. “You will submit to my every desire, my every whim,” he says, his voice low and dangerous. “You will be at my beck and call, day or night, to do as I please.”
Your eyes widen in shock as you try to process what Tristan is suggesting. Is he serious? Does he know about my secret kink? You can feel your pulse racing as you consider his offer.
“I… I don’t understand,” you stammer, buying time to think. “What exactly are you asking me to do?”
Tristan smiles, a cold and calculating expression that sends shivers down your spine. “I want complete control over you, body and soul. I will use you as I see fit, and in return, I will keep you on as my personal assistant.”
You blush deeply, your mind racing with the implications of Tristan’s offer. You know that agreeing to submit to his desires is a risky move, but the thought of being under his command, experiencing his dominance firsthand, is almost too much to resist.
I can’t believe I’m considering this… but what choice do I have? You take a deep breath and look Tristan in the eye. “I… I’ll do it.”
Tristan raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised by your agreement. “Are you sure?” he asks, his voice softening slightly. “There’s no going back once you make this decision.”
You nod, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through your veins. “I understand the consequences, Tristan. I’m ready to submit to you.”
A slow smile spreads across Tristan’s face as he leans forward, his eyes darkening with desire. “Good,” he says, his voice low and seductive. “Then let the punishment begin.”
You take a deep breath and walk into Tristan’s office, determined to go through with your punishment. The lights are dimmed, and the atmosphere is charged with anticipation and desire. Tristan is sitting at his desk, waiting for you. He looks up and smirks when you walk in, sensing your fear and excitement.
Without saying a word, Tristan gestures for you to come closer, and you obey, your heart pounding in your chest. He commands you to strip down to your underwear as a form of humiliation. As you hesitate, he reminds you that this is part of your punishment. You slowly remove your clothes, feeling more vulnerable with each piece that falls to the floor.
Once you’re in your underwear, Tristan binds your hands behind your back and attaches them to a hook on the wall, rendering you helpless. He begins to tease you with a riding crop, gently tapping your thighs, stomach, and breasts, making you squirm with desire and anticipation. The intensity increases as Tristan starts spanking your bare bottom, alternating between soft caresses and hard smacks that leave you gasping for air.
You beg for mercy, but Tristan only laughs, enjoying the power he holds over you. He then proceeds to use a flogger on your back, creating a mix of pain and pleasure that sends shivers down your spine. Finally, Tristan unhooks you from the wall and pushes you onto your knees, demanding that you perform oral sex on him as the ultimate act of submission.
As you perform oral sex on Tristan, you look up at him with a mix of submission and desire in your eyes. Once the punishment is complete, Tristan releases you from your binds and tells you to leave. As you walk out of the office, you feel a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, knowing that you have pleased Tristan and indulged in your own secret desires.